tryin' to kill this migraine
really trippin' how this life change
that used to be the bike lane
we shoot it out when them lights fade
i'm far from what my momma raised
wonder how she'll feel if she saw me loading up these kz
we caught them cases beat 'em til niggas finally cracked the safe on the line
back 2 back in wrafes we let a ticket go
i pray for my niggas in them cells
day after day and them bm on they own wit them kids
tryin' to kill this migraine
really trippin' how this life change
that used to be the bike lane
we shoot it out when them lights fade
far from what my momma raised
wonder how'd she'll feel if she knew i had them tapping blades
takin trips cross state lines
make her push a pack a day
even in a drought i got a plug
bet i'll have my way strategic young nigga
used to be tha class clown
first to get tha foreign bust tha rolley
got a bag now they watchin' while he turn up
but turn tha other cheek when they see tha screen
tryin' to kill this migraine
really trippin' how this life change
that used to be the bike lane
we shoot it out when them lights fade
far from what my momma raised
wonder how she'll feel seeing me stuck in my daddy's ways
bag ah dub when tha razor tap tha plate
we hit tha road and took it back his way
remember all them prayers for the days that we prevail
remember every story from my pops feel like he seen hell
and all these broken hearts on tha b just know i mean well
tryin' to kill this migraine
really trippin' how this life change
that used to be the bike lane
we shoot it out when them lights fade